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Chapter 52

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The movie Zaro had invested in was in the midst of intense production. Compared to the buzz generated by the movie itself, the soundtrack was not worth mentioning. Other than a small portion of people in the music circles who paid attention to it, no one paid attention to who had composed the soundtrack. Only a small number of music-related media outlets would mention something like: "The soundtrack for" God of War "does not seem to have been composed by someone from Leizhou. They speculated that it was a great master from some other continent."

Beyond that, no one mentioned it. Wireless Media only said that they had found a collaborator for the soundtrack, but they did not specify who it was.

While the entire Leizhou entertainment industry was waiting for a good show, so were the Yanzhou entertainment media.

Silver Wing had already announced that the third movement of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series would be released on Jan. 1 at 8 a.m.

The "100-Year Period of Destruction" series had been released on Oct. 1, Year 531 of the New Era. After the first movement, "Divine Punishment," had been released, the second movement, "Cocoon Breach," had been released on Nov. 1 of the same year.

As for the third movement, it would only be released two months later. With such a long production period, Silver Wing had to be well-prepared and ambitious.

If the second movement revealed Silver Wing's ambition, then the third movement would be a test of its explosive potential.

Everyone in the Yanzhou entertainment industry was waiting to see how explosive the combination of a virtual idol and epic music would be.

Many people left messages on Silver Wing's official website. Some were fans of epic music, some were fans of gossip, and some were fans of virtual idol Polar Light. The latter group preferred music videos over music. What they cared about was whether or not Polar Light would star in a film or video, and whether or not Polar Light merchandise would be released.

Silver Wing had people in charge of the message board and had specially added two people to handle the Polar Light message board. Their daily task was to manage this message area and select some targeted questions to reply to.

But recently, Silver Wing's Polar Light message board staff had discovered that the message board had gained some unusual voices.

"When are they coming out? Exams are coming up!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! "

"We still have to wait until Jan. 1? So late? "

"Luckily, we can make it. The exams won't be over by then."

"Let's hope the third movement is even more explosive! Only then will there be motivation! "

...

Just by looking at these words, one could tell that they were all students. But if one listened to the audio, one would realize that many of the voices were very young. Some were clearly immature, while others were in the puberty stage.

Middle school students?

Why are they all middle school students?!

"Did you hire a water army?" the person in charge of Polar Light's message board asked the publicity and public relations team.

"Nope. Even if they hired the Internet Water Army, they wouldn't hire so many high school students." The other side was also puzzled.

"Speaking of middle school students … they should be having their final exam in January," said another person who was in charge of the comment section.

At the mention of exams, they remembered that in November of this year, there had been a report about how the second movement seemed to be very popular among middle school students.

When the second movement, "Cocoon Breach," was released, it coincided with midterm exams for most secondary schools in Yanzhou. People had to find something to motivate themselves, so this group of secondary school students chose music that had a strong beat or that was more powerful and energizing. "Cocoon Breach" was the song they chose the most.

The emotional struggle in the second movement, "Cocoon Breach," was something that they were still young and lacked professional appreciation skills. They could not feel much of it, but it did not stop them from getting excited when they heard the explosive melody. It was a process of psychological suggestion. To put it bluntly, it was a process similar to brainwashing. When listening to it, people would forget about their laziness and fatigue, and their spirits would be lifted.

During the midterm exams, they had used the second movement to "brainwash" themselves. After the exams, they stopped paying attention to it. There were too many things that could attract their attention. Even without music, they still had games and other forms of entertainment.

Now, the end of the semester was approaching. Looking at the schedule, the final exam was approaching. This was even more important than the midterm exams. If they did poorly, not only would they be scolded, they would not be able to spend the entire winter and New Year holidays happily. There would be no red packets, no rewards, and they would be forced to do questions. Internet restrictions. Who would be willing to do that?

Clench their teeth and cram for a few days?

There was no motivation to persevere!

As exam time approached, some students wanted to pick a few more tunes to perk themselves up. They wanted to see if there was anything like "Cocoon Breach," but unfortunately, there were too few that were to their liking.

When they searched the news, they discovered that there was a follow-up to the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series, but no matter how long they waited, they still did not receive it. So they teamed up and rushed to Silver Wing's official website to urge them.

They could also listen to the second movement again, but if they listened to the same song every day for a long time, they would still get tired. The "brainwashing" effect would also be weakened. That way, they would not be able to achieve their goal of being motivated by listening to the song. So now, they were hoping that Silver Wing would release the third movement soon. That way, they would have the "brainwashing" tune to deal with the final exam.

This group of high school students had their sights set on the third movement. Recently, when they had nothing better to do, they would flood the message boards and urge them to sing. After Silver Wing announced the release date, they would flood the message boards every day with a countdown.

So when the people in charge of the message boards saw the countdown, they knew that the high school students had come again.

The two administrators in charge of Polar Light's message boards thought that high school students were indeed a little silly. As newcomers, they could understand. Plus, the final exams were approaching, and the pressure was high. Finding some fun to vent was understandable. Let them be.

But as the days passed, the two administrators realized that they had been too naive.

This group of high school students grew in numbers, and as if they had made a pact, they would flood the message boards every day.

As it turned out, they made it a daily mission to flood the countdown.

At first, it was only a small number, but as more people joined in, it became frustrating. As the managers of the message board, they had to see the audience's reactions from the messages and answer some of the more important questions. But now, those questions were drowned out by this bunch of countdown timer, and they had to filter them. It was too troublesome.

The two administrators thought it over and decided to put a stop to this demonic trend.

Thus, the next day, those who came to flood the countdown noticed that there was an announcement in the message boards: To keep the message boards clean, the number of countdown comments will be limited each day.

So even if many people came to flood the countdown, they would not appear on the message boards.

The two administrators looked at the much cleaner message boards and felt much better. This should make it easier for them to check the questions from other listeners.

But within two days, the two administrators realized that this group of high school students was indeed no longer flooding the countdown individually. They were doing it as a group!

"Qi'an No. 1 High School, Grade 2, Class 7, reporting for duty! Nine days until the release of the third movement. "

"Qi'an No. 12 High School, Grade 3, Class 1, reporting for duty!"

"Yanxi No. 5 High School, Grade 2, reporting for duty!"

"Gong Xu No. 3 High School, Grade 4, reporting for duty!"

"Wait, I'm also from Yanxi City. Everyone from Yanxi No. 5 High School, have you seen anyone from No. 6 High School?"

"Yanxi No. 6 High School, Grade 8, reporting for duty!"

"Anyone from Yanxi No. 6 High School, Grade 3, Class 2? Please bring me along! "

"Everyone from Qi'an No. 1 High School, Grade 2, Class 7, we are from Class 8!"

...

Some of the older listeners were amused. They teased them as if they were kids. "Aren't you afraid of being banned by the administrators again?"

The students thought about it and realized that it made sense. There were so many high schools in Yanzhou, and each school had six grades. Each grade had about 10 classes, and some districts had even more classes. The administrators of the message boards did not specify the maximum number of comments. At this rate, there was a real possibility that they would be banned.

Thus, after another two days, the messages on the message boards changed again.

"Yanxi No. 6 High School, Grade 2, reporting for duty. Seven days until the release of the third movement."

"Qi'an No. 12 High School, Grade 3, reporting for duty!"

"Qi'an No. 1 High School, Grade 2, reporting for duty!"

"Hold on, it's Qi'an No. 1 High School. Since when are you representing the second grades? Which class are you from?! "

"Grade 2, Class 1. What, you're not happy?"

"I'm from Class 8! I'm not happy! "

"Don't leave after school! See you at the gym! "

"Wait! Don't be a coward! "

...

The two administrators looked at the stream of messages on the message boards. At first, they were flabbergasted, but now they were stupefied.

Are these high school students crazy?!

Do they have nothing better to do every day?!

You're so old, and you're still calling me your father?

Did you finish the homework assigned by the teacher?! Have you memorized? Have you finished your test questions? Have you decided on your life goals?!

The two administrators were distressed. Every day, they looked at the stream of messages on the message boards. They could not decide which one to ban. They banned this one, but not that one. There was anger on this side, anger on that side, and anger on that side. These high school students had bad tempers. If they were not careful, it would lead to an even fiercer scolding. If they complained about unfair treatment, they could have their wages docked.

But some of the listeners who were watching the commotion treated these high school students' messages as a daily joke.

An epic music lover over 100 years old even lamented, "It's good to be young!"

At first, there were only five or six high school students from large cities like Qi'an City, Yanxi City, and Gongxu City. But soon, the evil trend grew.

Yandong, Yannan, Yanbei, Jinggang, and even the remote Magu City had their high school students.

Some of the students were just there to join in the fun. When their schoolmates saw groups from other grades, they followed suit.

When students from the same city saw that groups from other schools had appeared, they could not ignore their own school, so they quickly joined in.

Students from other cities saw this and did not want to be left behind. They followed suit, proving that there were high school students in their cities as well.

Six days to go.

Five days.

Four days.

Three days.

...

Every day, the two administrators looked at the high school students on the message boards. Their only hope was that time would pass faster. When the third movement was released, the evil trend would die down.

Finally, when the countdown reached one day, the two administrators breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.

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